When it’s Over

Awakened on a new day.

Fresh spirit, eyes clear.

The weight lifted, a landscape bathed in gold.

Air fresh from the season’s first rain, perfumed with fragrant sage.

Leaves cleaned of summer’s dust, Autumnal sparkling.

Moss revived, reborn, like my spirit, soft and green.

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